The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-11-16


kings write. "Secst thou man wise II
his own conceit, there is more hope O
fool than of him." AS for the Vanes
they were truly wise in their own con
ceit, and continued so, going in largely
for the higher education of women, en-
tering with Jealous fervour into every
scheme that cropped up for the further
ance of science or art. Mrs Eustace-
as she was still frequently called, though
her husbands mother had been
dead some time-was an accomplished
musician, an artist of no mean skill,
and woman altogether of so strong q
grasp of mind that many people wond-
cred how il had come about that her
spiritual belief was SO lamentably
wrong.
She went in for everything in the wo'
mans rights way-in spite of her not
being herself "man's left" she made
speeches at elections in favor of Liberal
candidates, very fair speeches, too, for
a woman. who as rule cannot be said
to shine in that branch of display. She
went heart and soul into certain social
questions which most men would rather
have their wives leave alone. She read
every book of note that came out, not
meaning novels. Then, too, she dressed
herself like an old picture, and her col
lection of antique vlolins and pots was
something absolutely wonderful. OF
the pair she had the stronger mind.
Eustace Vane repeated all his wife's
remarks and theories with good deal
of shaw, haw," which gave them the
air of being his own. He looked hand
some, and that was about all.
For five years this state of things had
continued. There were supplemented
folk in the neighborhood who wonder
ed with look askance. why the Al
mighty did not send judgment down
upon them, crushing Vanedene and its
occupants at one blow; forgetting that
the day of miracles is over, and that
God moves in mysterious way. And
there were other simple folk, to whom
troubles come thick and fast, who felt
aggrieved that life went so
for the owners of Vanedene.
What was the good t. ~ asked of being
faithful and believing. if the green bay
tree-was permitted to flourish under
their very eyesP 1t is enough to dis.
hearten anyone.
But after awhile there came a change!
1t crept upon that portion of the world
which called the Vanes friends very
gradually. Mrs. Vane's name was
from prominence in sever
al of the societies to which she acted as
PRESIDENT secretary. one of the cxecu-
i've committee, and the like, and
she sank to the comparative obscurity
If a subscribing member only. She
lid not at present feel equal to the du-
lies. she explained.
People wondered little, and at
ength the real meaning oozed out
There was at last prospect of an heir
coming to the Red House, Then peo-
Die wondered no longer, but most of
hem laughed instead. and asked one
mother what manner of child II would
)e.
81 should think" one lady laughed.
twill be born with full allowance
# teeth and be able to play half dozen
Instruments and speak several Ian
,uages fluently."
But it wasn't. II came into the
world and squalled just like anv 9TH
r baby. IL gurgled over its food and
up its pink dimpled hands,
ust like any other, 1t was very
'retty child, even at that early stage of
is career, with big blue eyes and soft
ilken hair as smooth as silk. Eustaco
Zane went and stood beside his wife's
'ed with his hands in his pockets, re-
,ardlng them both through his eye
,lass, finally telling her that they made
s charming picture by Jove ms he
yer remembered to have seen. Then
o bent down and kissed her, touching
he child with his lips. as II it were an
fterthought And after that he went
own to his club and announced, when
c was congratulated, that his small
on was a very queer little beggar. a
cry queer little beggar indeed.
Strangely enough. neither he nor
ny one Else noticed the change which